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[aid] => mick
[title] => NO MORE MUSIC
[time] => 2004-10-07 15:43:32
[hometext] => This WAS the only real place for origional music in Philadelphia lot's of well known artists played and started there J.C. Dobbs.......sad now a sports bar
[bodytext] => The stage lights are dark,there's no more songs to play The last singer's gone and the music makers could not stay Music is silent, forever in another time Above the front door there no longer hangs a sign Oh how I remember Those nights the place was packed No more music comes out of Dobbs Never coming back The junkies still stumble, and fall down by the front door There's a wide T.V. screen where there once were musicians before The Groupies are gone with the reasons to hang out there They know the stage is dark for good, no sounds circle in the air Oh how I remember Those nights the place was packed No more music comes out of Dobbs Never coming back On the side there is a gate I use to walk my guitar through There's no smoke rising over like it use to do Some of my partners are gone, playing harps now in the sky I'm just another person on the street, when ever I walk by There's no more music at Dobbs Cafe But I still hear the sounds in my head from another day And my lady still graces the walk on that south street She still smiles from the floor and sways herself to the beat But there's no more music at Dobbs Cafe No there's no more music at Dobbs Cafe [comments] => 5 [counter] => 151 [topic] => 38 [informant] => alovinmann [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 24 [ratings] => 5 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Tributes )
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